Officially Hating the Tower Now

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Characters: Luke fon Fabre and EVERYONE
Setting: During the event; March 17th - 23rd.
Summary: Luke around the Tower for the event. Just... see below how many tables he'll be flipping by the end of this.
Warnings: Whining, whining, whining, whining, whining...

Spring: Dorm Room 3-14
[Thanks to the rains, Luke gets woken up early on the first "spring" day. He sat up, completely and utterly confused... and then he spotted the massive puddle his dorm room became. His first thought, of course, was wondering what the hell happened. His second... was oh dammit his things! Granted, he didn't have much, but he could already see that water was soaking into his chest, and...]

My crane!

[He fumbled over to the trunk, tearing it open to get to his things. The broken sword he didn't care much about, but the paper crane? The one that Yu gave to him? Like hell he was going to let that get ruined!]

G-guys! Does anyone have anything water proof!? QUICK!

~.oOOo.~

Summer: Anywhere in the Tower
Hooooooot...

[Luke is essentially a zombie the higher the temperature gets. Some days, he's even forgoing putting on his beloved jacket; no matter what he does with it, it's just going to make him hot, and going around in just his belly shirt and baggy pants is preferable to more hot.]

[And let's not even talk about what the humidity is doing to his lovely long hair, okay?]

[He wanted a shower... or a bath; a bath surrounded by awesome soaps and perfumes and ugh; he was almost wanted to be back at the manor right now.]

...wonder if I should cut my hair again...

[Amnon isn't looking much better, and the little cheagle is pretty much plastered on Luke's shoulder, whimpering.]

~.oOOo.~

Autumn: Meadow Floor
[Little kids love leaves.]

[Luke is definitely no different; instead of training today, he's rolling around and playing in the leaves. Hey, he's allowed, okay? Don't judge him; leaf angels are fun, okay?!]

[Amnon is there too, rolling around and jumping around, getting himself lost in the leaves more than a few times.]

~.oOOo.~

Winter: Anywhere in the Tower
[Tower of Ass, fuck you and the horse you road in on.]

[No, seriously; Luke is hating this Tower so much right now. It is cold, again. He woke up under a pile of snow. HIS COAT WAS FROZEN FOR LORELEI'S SAKE. Amnon was curled up under his shirt, not that it made much difference.]

D-dammit... n-need to find someone that can make a f-fire...

Comments

[sacred_flamer]

[Luke let out a disgruntled noise, poking at the floor.]

I tried...

[unkindnessof]

... Hmm. With that many people...

[And at that, Raven sits up a little straighter to study Luke a bit more closely. There are- a few things he could say to or about that, perhaps, but the rhetorical question he'll start with is:]

Are you in a position of authority here?

[sacred_flamer]

Er... not here, no. I think the only people that have any kind of authority are the admins.

[unkindnessof]

No. Therefore, not someone who others of varying backgrounds would follow unquestioningly.

You tried. I'm not sure how you could've expected it to go any better, unless you happened to know everyone who was there personally.

...It wasn't a terrible attempt, at any rate. Rather green, but...

[sacred_flamer]

Well… yeah, I guess.

[Luke poked at the floor with a toe; he supposed he should be glad that he managed to keep his head as well as he did and all, but…]

I still have a lot to learn.

[unkindnessof]

Perhaps.

-Modesty, too, is a good trait, but few would follow a leader that was unsure of themselves. [In other words that poking at the floor isn't doing him any favours.]

But like I said, I don't think you could've expected it to go much better than it did. Not only because of your experience but the others' too. I'm willing to bet most present hadn't much experience working in a unit with assigned, specific roles, which is what you started off trying to do.

[sacred_flamer]

Well... wasn't it obvious the people that were magic casters should've stayed back?

[If it made sense in his mind...]

[unkindnessof]

I've known people who were both frontliners and magic-users.

[See: Elsword, for one.]

But it's not so much that as it was the experience, I suppose. There's a reason soldiers are assigned to specific squads and go through so many drills together. It's about discipline, knowing your job in a group, and doing it even if you can indeed do other things than what's ordered. That sort of thing tends to separate soldiers from trained civilians.

Throwing so many of us together like that... at least we didn't end up at odds with each other.

[sacred_flamer]

That's true… and we sort of got organized at the end.

[Big sort of really.]

I hope that blue haired guy was okay, though…

[unkindnessof]

Well enough to make it through, at least. Mostly...

There was- another as well, wasn't there? [It's hard to recall too many specific details...] Well, either way, hopefully so. If what's said about death in this place is true, though, they should be physically fine.

[sacred_flamer]

Oh, yeah, the uh... rat guy? I'm not sure what he was, but I haven't seen him since then. I hope he's okay too.

[unkindnessof]

I'm not sure what he was either, but yes. With any luck...

Is that common occurrence? People being nowhere to be found? It's a large tower, I suppose, but still...

[sacred_flamer]

Well, some people end up falling asleep for awhile, but other than that...

[They only just disappear when... well, Jason decides not to revive them, he guesses.]

[unkindnessof]

...Explain 'awhile.'

How long is 'a while?'

[Is this why he hasn't seen some people he knows around lately?]

[sacred_flamer]

Mm... my friend Jade has been asleep for a few weeks now. I check in on him every now and then to make sure he's still alive.

[unkindnessof]

...I see. [It, perhaps, feels a bit... wrong to barge in on the room of one of his female companions, some vague remnant of 'proper conduct' disapproving of even just the thought, but...]

Thank you for telling me, then.